My art work is the dream of a better world and a reflection of my existence in this plane and dimension. In this time of eternity in relation with the immensity of the universe. Also I like to explore the reason why we are trapped on earth and why we can not travel free across the universe. Where and how we lost the ability to be spacial. How to leave the density and keep existing. I just try to fly as far as I can with the hope of finding each time more answers inside my me, inside a brain that is unknown to as as unknown is the universe

From Earth to Heaven Photography

Meditation of my interior observing our sky, our celestial dome, in which only peace and wisdom have their kingdoms

From Earth to Heaven, map

My soul rests and my spirit rises up the way , that beautiful way where we come to earth.

Heaven of peace you can forget that I forget you, forget to lift my eyes to the sky and remember, remember why I come here, to density if I belong to the mental and tranquil worlds as you are your beautiful sky.

Raising my gaze I find peace in my soul and my spirit rejoices in the placidity of the ever changing spectacle of our heavenly dome.

Gladys Helena Beltran

From Earth to Heaven, map

Sweet sensation, Oh how beautiful it is to be able to look up to the sky and feel the peace that is only achieved in silence, because you are there full of wisdom and knowledge, sailing invisible by this density, the knowledge of the times asleep in me, revived For your volatile and changing forms and colors, because you are the way back to the innate peace of the spirit.

Spectacular firmament that you have given me as many landscapes as innumerable are the thoughts that travel in your infinite routes, I wish to travel in your world, I wish to be only thought. Gladys Helena Beltran

How much beauty that rises through the firmament carrying and bringing good news from the mental worlds; Mental worlds like our infinity and fast thinking.

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From Earth to Heaven, map De la tierra al cielo mapa

There is my soul and with it, I enter my invisible. Bringing with me my creative thoughts to my inner worlds of Light. Sublime thoughts needed to create new and sublime thoughts that are the only thing that will remain when my mind fades into the dust of the earth.

Good morning beautiful people of the planet. Today My salutation to our closes great spirits of light who loves all of us equally. THE SUN

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From Earth to Heaven

Beloved Sun brother, only a powerful and scientific mind could create you and We can recognize it. The power of the invisible THE THOUGHT.

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From Earth to Heaven

From Heaven to Earth

You are the peace who woke up to wisdom the always futurein us. The Thought

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From Heaven to Earth

This is the peace that rests in me and you since the beginning. We are thought.

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From Earth to Heaven

Wonderful mind the one who created you brother sun. Wonderfulpeace brings me to evoke that magnanimous mind.

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From Earth to Heaven

Please forgave that I forgot to recreate me in your oceans of peace Celestial Dome.

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From Earth To Heaven

I want to confound me with the snow and blend with your clear sky in only one though.

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From Earth to Heaven

Whoever created you lives in the delirium of beauty. And I sigh with joy

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From Earth to Hevaen

Despite your beauty and all the freedom in this wonderful Earth. We are not enjoying the universe

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From Earth to Heaven

Sky! Are you the Link that will allowed us to evolve our brain to 100%. To be Light?

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Morning Photagraphy

Meditations on the sky as a window to the universe, showing my admiration for the star that keep the galaxy alive in this farther corner of the universe, looking outside as a prisoner who wants to be free and enjoy the space, even knowing that I am in a material body who do not let me go outside. I love the Earth, but I want to exist knowing that I belong to other dimensions, in which the thought is the king and I do acknowledge to have thoughts, that create in one way or in other. I know that my existence will perdure in my database of thought, and when my mind goes to the dust , my creation will be not what I have left, instead is what I have cultivate in my thoughts throughout my life. Then I wish all of us be like the sun, the perfect love. Love in Light at the farthest corner of one unknown Universe.

Saint Paul City of Colors

May the light of understanding illuminate the minds of men as the sun does over the City.

Saint Paul MN City of Colors

Saint Paul MN City of Colors

May the light of understanding illuminate the minds of men as the sun does over the City.

Saint Paul MN City of Colors

Saint Paul MN, City of Colors

March 13/17 7:30 am. The Sun can not arrive, because the City has a romance with the Moon.

Saint Paul MN City of Colors.

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Saint Paul MN, City of Colors

Wishing Sunrises, Knowledge, Understanding and love to all the consciences on Earth.Saint Paul MN City of Colors

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Cityscapes

This is an ongoing project of my life.

The main idea is to paint places in the cities of USA from a non-conventional perspective. It is also to capture the ample landscape of the city in relation with my own interior, spaces. Through the realization of this project, I wish to find other perspectives from above that will allow me to find the tools I will need to improve the expression of my work, on the canvas and within other disciplines as well. With this body of work representing a momentum of one culture, one nation I want to show my gratitude towards this land and culture. A culture who knows the value of the human being. The Land that is keeping my life safe, the land in where I can talk, screams, laugh and love, the land in where my spirit born. It will be sweet to my existence to accomplish this project before mi time on earth is up. Through the accomplishment of this body of work, my desire of teaching will be granted. I will be teaching my children and their descendants how to love and be grateful to the place they came to live, and the place where some of them were born.

Afterwards I will find new answers, and will be able to approach my artwork with a new attitude -an attitude that will strengthen my ability to cope with everyday life. Advancing this project will allow me to build upon the context of my past works, and will prepare my sequential study for the liberation of the four walls. Moreover, this opportunity of painting the cities will act as liberation of me coming out of my own selfishness becoming a better human .

The Old Bridge II Minneapolis Minnesota

Because I do love you Minneapolis you are in my canvas. Because I do love you I am here looking for the roots The roots of my soul, I am looking for what is valuable through my existence, and here in my city today I find the space that recreate my meditations about my interior space and my capacity to develop in love and wisdom over diverse and adverse situations. Libertad. Oil on canvas 40x30 inches. Completed 2006

Photo by Katherina Vang

New York, New York

New York, New York. Dreams and reality. This is New York Capital of fantasies and pearls. Sacred congregation of the human race. I do love when I am in you. Libertad. Oil on canvas 30x22 inches. Completed 1998 Photo by Katherina Vang

Travelers of the Universe

Travelers of the Universe. From WPB (Earth) to Miami (Earth) From where I live today West Palm Beach. Going up and down City to City I found this out: I haven’t gone too far I’m still on Earth trying to establish a good and comfortable life with many good things for the comfort of the body, forgetting to examine our ceiling, the marvelous living landscape, the “Blue Sky” and the immensity behind it for us to enjoy as we enjoy Earth, but we are unable to move our heavy body, as we switch thoughts that are faster than the light, since we use, only 10% of its capacity. We are carrying inside ourselves our own unknown milky way, our brain unknown and diverse as the same Universe in which our planet is located. Then looking at our history. The only One man found and brought to us the key to lightness of the flesh; flesh made from the finest gold of the universe… EARTH, and used it to reproduce the image of our Creators, Ourselves: then the history had to be cut in two for the heaviness of the revelation BC and AD shielding the difference when showing us the way to be light, the way is love, knowledge and understanding. We are God as He said and we are the same species.

New York. New York at the rivers of the Hudson enjoying one afternoon in the capital of the world. Despite your fast and fantastic life style, always there is place to look for the roots the roots of my soul.

Libertad. Oil on canvas 30x22 inches. completed 1998

The University of Antioquia Medellin Colombia

My University of Antioquia. I do love the place in where I did learn to mix the colors. I do love the place in where the patience of the teacher made me what I am today . I do love the place in where the art teachers consecrate their lives in opening our minds to see inside our souls. I do love you University of Antioquia Colombia, because you have pieces of my heart from the time I was a kid.

The same air, the same dreams, the same color of the dreamsyoung people, and old people with young spirits, looking for the knowledge behind the walls in where many had leave their dreams, and others had made them bigger.

The Old Bridge I Minneapolis MN. The old bridge is in the summer The place to enjoy the pretty city in where I live.This is the place for many of us to receive the warm sun while we walk in the summer like in olden days.This is the place to look for the roots The roots of my soul, and what is valuable in this existence. While the city trolley shows up slow without any hurry.This is the old place to enjoy the view of the landscape of the young city

Gladys Beltran. Oil on canvas 34x 28 inches.Completed 2004

Rice Park. Saint Paul MN

A very special livingroom inside the city.

A perfect place to wait for a performance,. A place buildwith grace and harmony.. A perfect place to look for the roots the roots of my soul. A perfect place to meditate in what is valuable for me in this existence, And to do it, I am choosing my house in this planet. The country that love United States of America. Today in my loved Minnesota. Libertad. Oil on canvas 38x26 inches. Completed 2005

The Fountain At Nicollet From AboveMall Minneapolis Mn

The fountain from above. I am flying over the park. I am flying with my spirit over the park. I am very light today. Because the song of the water.

West Palm. Between Heaven and Earth. The Sun kiss your lips precious West Palm. The sun that illuminates each drop of water of our beautiful ocean.. Ocean who touch your contour like the lover in infinite thirsty. And like a lover I look inside your ocean and contour for the roots, the roots of my soul.

The Columbus Circle. Columbus the Sailor. Columbus the Sailor is remembered here Here in United States of America. The Sailor will not die. The Sailor will live forever Forever in our memories Forever an inspiration. Forever Columbus the Sailor.

Oh my Florida in Lake Worth. The little park, the center of the little city games, and festivals runs over here the sun id the friend of the park, and my friend in which I came many times and talk to my friends the ones who are birds the ones who meditate as I do. We meditate about the roots, the roots of our souls.

My spirit enjoys the shapes of the sculptures over the natural green carpet of our planet, and the architecture of the buildings covering the secret passions of the life of the tranquil city. Gladys Beltran. Oil on canvas36x26 inches.Completed 1996. Photo by Katherina Vang

Jhony Love at the Loring Park Minneapolis MN

Here Loring Park or the Park of Love. One kiss here, but other over there...mmmmm is summer the hit is around, as around is the city. And they are hiding here to kiss, and everybody knows they are hiding here. One more please, one more one kiss here in the Park of love,. Because while the city kiss in the park of love I still busy looking for the roots the roots of my soul. Here at the Loring Park, Or Park of Love. The Loring Park.

My spirit enjoys the shapes of the sculptures over the natural green carpet of our planet, and the architecture of the buildings covering the secret passions of the life of the tranquil city. Gladys Beltran. Oil on canvas36x28 inches. Completed 1996 Photo by Katherina Vang

City Place West Palm

It is here in City Place were we gather to enjoy a good night, and dance surrounded of skins darkened by the sun. It is West Palm Beach in which the life seems too short to enjoy the warm sun, the warm ocean the kiss of the universe in this spot of earth.

Gladys Beltran. Oil on canvas 36x26 inches. Completed 2008

The Harriet Theater. West Palm. FL

The Harriet Theater. At Palm Beach. Yes the fantasy is real. At City Place. The Warm and Beautiful City washed by the Ocean.

I was in the City. In the City I found the House of Art. The house of Art is the Love of the City for the Arts.The Love of the City for the Arts Is the Love of the City for Our Souls. The Love of the City for Our Soul is Spiritual conscience. Spiritual Conscience is a Search for the Roots The Roots of Our Soul that are kept in the House In the House for the Arts. Here in the Smithsonian we find what had being valuable for many humans and cultures in our search.

Gladys Beltran. Oil on canvas 38x26 inches. Completed 2006

Lake Worth and M Street 1

Lake Worth, and M Street. Going to the beach I must to walk by the park going to visit my friends, I must to walk by the park, spot of dreamers who rest in the middle of the day, and meditate about ourselves, I come to meditate about the roos, the roots of my soul. This is the a purpose of my existence: to find the roots of my.

And my hearth was very happy. Because my body came to rest. My body came to rest to an open living room In the middle of government buildings. Buildings and constructions always with an space. An space for a graceful figures..Figures of women in the center of this living room. The figure of women refreshing the future. Refreshing the future because are Carrying the Water Carrying the water of the future. Carrying the Water of the New Era. The New Era has its symbol over here. The Women Carrying the Water. The Water of light that will illuminate the souls of earth from this continent, From the American Continent

Ocean and Clouds and the City. The City our Creation and the City inviting you, and inviting me, inviting you to kiss it because the breeze of the ocean is always kissing you, and it is time to gave some of that breeze back.

Miami Under the Sun. And the ocean seems to touch and pass over everything. And inside me , I am very warm, is humid, it is exciting.The Ocean, The sky, and the magic blue brings the peace to my existence and look inside the blue for the roots of my soul.

I went here. I went here and tested with my feet this generous space. Generous space tested for many feet Many feet from around the world had been here. The world has been here to enjoy this generous space. Generous space product of a generous Designers Designers and Constructors of a generous Soul. Generous Souls that made a mark. Generous Souls that built for many people. Generous Souls that invite Generous Souls that wait. Souls that are waiting for the world to enjoy their marks. To enjoy their Creations. Our Creation The City

I was here. I was here and. I saw the Love I saw the Love made in a City. I saw the Love in Our Creations. Our Creations are the Cities. Cities in where I walk. I walk thinking about the Love of their Creators. Creators of Cities that live now on my canvas. My canvas that is not mine anymore It belongs to the memories. To the memories of walkers of the Cities

At the Riverplace It is a very warm day And I found an spot in the city to meditate. To meditate about the roots. The roots of my soul. While the time pass. With it I am passing through the city. Passing as the one who designed and left the buildings. Passing as the wind over our creation The City.

Minneapolis Rush Hour. This is the city in where I do live. And always we will find an space for you and me.. An space for you to meditate. An space for me to meditate. To meditate about the roots To meditate about your roots. To meditate about my roots To meditate about our roots. The roots of our soul.

Capitol of Saint Paul Minnesota. Up and down our cities are our history. Buildings and streets In where our lives walk leaving our own marks. While we are looking for the roots The roots of our soul.

Libertad. Oil on canvas 30x40 inches. Completed 2005

Flying over Saint Paul MN

Flying over Saint Paul. To fly, to fly very high until where the sky will confound with my thoughts. And I will be one with the sky the wind and the city. While I am looking for the roots The roots of my soul.

Again you warm me up. You warm up my sweet West Palm, Oh beautiful sun who warm up the Ocean. Ocean who kiss with delicate waves. I love to walk you around as the sun does over you, Because I am looking for the roots. The roots of my soul. My dear Miami

We went for a ride in a morning. It was a very peaceful day....a day to meditate, about my existence, about my soul under the beautiful Sun. Sun that all cover, and all discover.I was searching through the landscape my interior, yes my interior space. I am looking inside me whats ending being valuable while I am in human shape over the planet earth. Looking inside myself the reason of my exile from the universe, while I am on earth. I will be searching for what is valuable while I am living in this planet, and my beautiful cities of United States of america are the pretext to do it. Because this is my house. And it is here in where I must to find the roots of my soul.

Libertad. Oil on canvas 36x28 inches. Completed 2009

The Smithsonian Museum 2

Washington with Love 3. Smithsonian Museum The Arts and Industries Building. Very important among the Smithsonian Buildings. In a very beautiful Victorian style Surrounded by gardens and keeping. Our Memories the Memories of African American communities. The memories of History Science and Technology. The memories of the Society and Culture in AmericaThe memories of the African Art The memories of the Asian Art. The memories of the living cultures and history of the native people of the Americas. The memories of space and aviation artifacts. The memories of decorative Arts. The memories of Industrial Design and Architecture. The memories of the natural world his history and our place in it...between others.

LIbertad OIl on canvas 38x26 inches. Completed 2006

Miami Under the Sun 1 Florida

Miami Miami. What a wonderful sensation is to feel your blue. What a marvelous day in which I was yours. I walked your streets, I saw your beautiful people, people of tan skin. I lived your passion for the sun. I travel your ocean looking inside me. looking for the roots of my soul. You Miami perfect daughter of the Sun. I do love your days and I will dance your nights forever. until be in an elixir of those that make you above many other cities by the ocean

Visitants of the summer. Visitants of the middle of the day. Visitants that enjoy to meditate. Visitants that enjoy to stop in the middle of the day. In the middle of the day I did stop to meditate, and while my lunch I meditate about the roots of my soul. All places are good to look for the roots of my soul. Today I am searching for the roots of my soul In the City of Saint Paul

Interiors Spaces

I call these paintings my selfish paintings,because the theme of these is how I see my surroundings around my life, and it shows my awaraness for what is here and the awakening of my soul. And I use the daily landscape of the house and the city because that is what I have at hand to find myself. It is in finding myself in me and around me and in what is there; this interpretation is about the goodness and understanding that I have inside of me to offer to those who surround me. Painting my house, my direct interior space gave me the opportunity to search inside myself, search for understanding, finding answer trough the observation of the same space in different time and hour, feeling the energies that come and go according to the actions performed in such spaces, I capture with the colors the marks of the moment, and I found ways to resolve situations in the paint, that will be reflected in my habilidad to cope with the everyday tasks that the life in activity demand. Interior spaces, or exterior spaces are a vehicle to investigate my own interior that is product of my life in community, then I am seeing, the other in my with more intensity, and appreciation, due that all we are in the same point in relation with our existence full of unanswered mysteries specially about what surrounds our planet. When I look inside me, I see myself in an immense space looking for the real in side myself and each other.

My room 4

Colors, colors, me, and me, and me, around me, around me, me traveling through the color, feeling and rediscovering in me new sensations, new ways of communication trough the color.

Oh my little room, I need you because sometimes is cold, and sometimes is warm more than what my body can stand. I need you because my weakness. I forgot to adapt the body to the weather of the planet.

Gladys Beltran, Oil on canvas 33x23 inches, June 1998

Silence in the living room

When something looks in place it is because is not place for a place, because behind the order of the material world is where the real order lives. And I am looking inside me, but I am on the canvas. I am looking outside, but still. I am looking what I am not seeing. the roots of my soul.

Gladys Beltran, Oil on canvas 33x27 inches 1995

The Round Living room

I am painting the same space, oveIr and over no, I am looking outside and inside me what pretend to be hided from me. Surrounded of secrets, that force me to see inside me what I can not see outside. Inside are the tools to figure out by their actions and movements

Everything changes everyday nothing is the same but everything look the same but my heart.. It is the same? it is finding life in the bit bit bit, this is not the same bit, Oh...it is the bit of eternity after the stops, but sounds the same to be different, nothing is the same

Gladys Beltran, Oil on canvas 30x26 inches, 1995

Plates over the table

I want to find the space of beauty and diversity that lives in everybody.

Gladys Beltran Oil on canvas 30x27 inches Photo by Katherina Vang

The Living room from above

Now my meditations are calm like small streams, but they are deeper.

Gladys Beltran, Oil on canvas 30x27 inches, 1995

The bathroom 2

I am small in the painting I am small in the house I am small in the city I am small in the country I am small in the planet I am big enough for the universe.

Where the space grows ? is not growing we just capture it, I just capture my surroundings according with what I can see, in a world in which the treason is dressing happiness, then I must to find my truth and rediscover my natural state of peace.

I am moving and everything and everybody My reality is inside me, because outside is moving over untruthfulness. My room is not my room any more, the paintings and books are gone, my spirit is sad. I have to go to other country. I have to leave and I do not want I am happy here, but, other spot on earth is waiting for me, I didn't ask, all is ready for me to go. All is moving around me and I only want to stay. I am going to miss here I know, such a pain, why, my world has to be in this velocity without me asking it.

Folding and unfolding spaces I am playing, I am playing in the playroom I am playing spaces spaces in the space of my mind. I am looking for answers in some place in my mind, because is here in where the creation has its beginning.

Light comes to my life. I began to find, to find peace in my spirit, everything makes more sense to me now. I start to recognize how big and important my spirit is, the invisible spirit is in you and I.

Gladys Beltran, Oil on canvas 31x19 inch July 1994

My engraving workshop UdeA

My environment and is contents are more evident, my thoughts are fast and precise, my strokes with brush are fast, fast and precise, like my thoughts. I am sur of the secret energy that inhabits me.

I am aware, I can perceive more, when I am enjoying painting. And I enjoy it the most when I can perceive what I can not see.I still painting and feeling what I see and what I can not see, but is there.

I am painting without flavor, the food is loosing the flavor too, heavy energies want to infiltrate again, but how the human spirit is in me is stronger. I know that it is and exists. It is powerful and it is light.

Gladys Beltran, Oil on canvas, 33x23 inches, 01/6/1996

Summer

Splash I got outside the house, It is time to go.

Gladys Beltran, 26x29 inc, 1995

The Golden Age of the Spirit

The climax of Love is between each other, it is when I can see and feel the other being as my brother in all stages of elevation, being able of sharing our existences as spiritual humans beings, being one for all an all for one as we were ONE. Nothing belong to us and we belong to each other, that is our richness. Time to remember

Just as the thought is transformed when we rediscover that we are an atom with the information of the universe. We just have to remember that there is a world of knowledge full of light, love and understanding ready to be rediscovered, remembered, painted and recreated to which we belong. That's my life studying in me, my brothers to love them more. And loving I write or paint on the canvas moments and spaces that further will help me to reaffirm my search for what is after my matter is transformed.

Gladys Beltran Posada, Oil on canvas, 18x22 in, 2016,

The Lovers

They are to each other, after flying the seven dimensionsafter searching the seven galaxies, after sailing the seven oceans, after swimming the seven rivers, after walking the seven ways, after all they found the seven sun, and they will have a full moon, they will have a new consciences, in one, but two, always two, in full moon forever, in ecstasy forever, in full moon forever, in creation forever, in full moon forever, enlightened forever, in full moon forever, in love foreverGladys H Beltran Posada, 2010 Oil on canvas 25x25 inch.

The Hug 2

Because I amthe tree that will grow resting in your soul. Because you will be the star that will sparkles resting in my eternity. Because I do not need you. I just love you. Gladys Beltran, 18x24 inches, 2008

Homage to my Friends

I do dedicated this humble painting to all the artists in any media. My dear friends your works are the light that emanate earth to the universe. The writers, my poets who in each word invite my spirit to navigate in their spirits. Your works out of the matrix have their own way. They look for truths inside themselves I do love your love. I do enjoy your love in paper, or traveling miles in the internet for us to feel this love. I love the colors of my friend painters. In their canvas they are showing the mystery of their spirits in a wave of love. Also the ones who produce sounds of happiness and spirituality, sounds that alleviate the soul and lift up my/our heavy body in an invitation to dance, Other friends sing as beautmany times. I accuse you of lifting up my spirit. I accuse you of taking me to other realms when I am enjoying your works, reading listening or touching. I do love you all and thanks for existing.iful birds and dress up him/her in amazing musical notes. And my friends who works with stones to create precious jewels liberating the spirit of the stone and elevating and loving themselves and the planet. I do love the actor who take me to the other side. I do love you all, and I accuse you of taking away my blues too

Gladys Beltran Oil on canvas 18x18, 2013,

My brothers and sisters

My planet's lovers My brothers and sisters Meditators in themselves My brothers and sisters Meditators about the beauty of our planet My brothers and sisters Meditators about the immensity of the universe My brothers and sisters Thinkers of our galaxy.

Installation 25x32 inches 1998,

hamage to Hipatia of Alexandria

HOMAGE TO HIPATIA. ''HIPATIA DESCRIBING ELIPSES'Hypatia was, simply, the last great Alexandrian mathematician and philosopher. By writing a commentary on The Conics of Apollonius of Perga, which divided cones into sections by a plane, Hypatia made geometry intelligible to her students and ultimately transmissible to the modern world. Men thronged to hear her ideas on philosophy, so she taught neoplatonic ideas to pagans and Christians alike. The latter group included Synesius of Cyrene, who helped refine the doctrine of the Trinity.Hypatia's Father: Hypatia's fame eclipsed her father, Theon (who, talking about eclipses, described eclipses dateable to 364) the last attested teacher to teach mathematics at the museum . We know of Theon as the source for our text of Euclid's Elements. He also wrote commentaries on the works of Ptolemy. Theon taught his daughter and may have sent her to Italy and Greece (Athens) for advanced instruction. Unfortunately, little of his daughter's writing survives. Since, unlike her father, she did not have a teaching position, we do not know where or when she taught. May have sent her to Italy and Greece (Athens) for advanced instruction. Unfortunately, little of his daughter's writing survives. Since, unlike her father, she did not have a teaching position, we do not know where or when she taught. Edward Gibbon on the killing of Hypatia (Chapter XLVII) (From The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire)In the bloom of beauty, and in the maturity of wisdom, the modest maid refused her lovers and instructed her disciples; the persons most illustrious for their rank or merit were impatient to visit the female philosopher; and Cyril beheld, with a jealous eye, the gorgeous train of horses and slaves who crowded the door of her academy. A rumor was spread among the Christians, that the daughter of Theon was the only obstacle to the reconciliation of the praefect and the archbishop; and that obstacle was speedily removed. On a fatal day, in the holy season of Lent, Hypatia was torn from her chariot, stripped naked, dragged to the church, and inhumanly butchered by the hands of Peter the reader, and a troop of savage and merciless fanatics: her flesh was scraped from her bones with sharp oyster shells, and her quivering limbs were delivered to the flames. The just progress of inquiry and punishment was stopped by seasonable gifts; but the murder of Hypatia has imprinted an indelible stain on the character and religion of Cyril of Alexandria.ttp://ancienthistory.about.com/od/gm/a/100909Hypatia.htm

Portraits

I am here walking my existence and seeing the time in me with all the experiences that this existence brought with it, I am water, earth, fire, air, and colors, this is me, with my dreams and my illusions over the canvas.

Playing with the stars

Playing with the stars From your Love Oh stars the Night is beautiful From your Love the Day is clear From your Love the dark of the night is clear From the stars I can to know about me From the stars you can know about you and me From this planet I can enjoy and read the stars From your conscience about the stars I can know the truth From your truth I can know your conscience From your position Oh stars I can know about this world From the truth of the position of the readers I can know about their consciences Consciences that come from the Dark Consciences that come from the Light.

Gladys Helena Beltran Posada, 2001

Where is my Spirit.

Where are you creative intelligence that keeps me alive I want to know you I want to walk in your wisdom and understanding understanding this marvelous existence existence full of mystery mystery in You, mystery in Me I am my spirit Everyone has the mystery the secret of life inside We are are spirit

Gladys Beltran, Oil on canvas 24x24 inches

Dancing to the Moon

Dancing to the Moon From our earth and with the light of my Father sun I am dancing to you, beautiful moon Governor of our tides and the moods of our oceans, today I gave my salutation to you And for my respect to you be nice when you influence my life and the lives of all who are seeing my dance , because was not in us the decision of disturb your peace.

Gladys Beltran Posada 1999 Photo by Katherina Vang

My Spirit, Portrait

Oh my spirit you are in me I am a copy of me because I can feel me I can feel my creative intelligence when I am open to me and I let me only me be in me I love Your liberty "Libertad"

Gladys Beltran Posada 2000 Photo by Katherina Vang

Fragile Portrait

I am fragile as my mother earth is fragile. I am bigger to her as she is big to the universe. I am sending you my love and gratitude for let me be made of your essence.

Gladys Beltran Posada 2008 Photo by Katherina Vang

Where are the Creators?

Oh My Creator You are present in the natural world and I am alive because of you You in Your unloved trees are supporting me. where is the Creator? In you, in me and the tree

Gladys Beltran Posada 1999 Photo by katherina Vang

The heart did not loose its shape

The hearth did not loose the shape still complete and ready to beat the scars are out but inside still soft, and healing and healing to a new day, to a new beginning in a New Sun.

Playing with the stars some are in the space others are on earth but they all are equally important to the universe.

Gladys Beltran Posada 2009 Photo by Katherina Vang

Two Universes

My planet's time to enjoy two universe.

I am standing up on the light. No...It is heaven. No...It is the truthNo...It is my soul. No...It is your soul. No...It is me. It is like you. It is our heaven truth and wisdomIt is light from the universe. It is light from our universeIt is our universe. The unique way to know other universes.

Gladys Beltran

Dancing with the Sun

Dancing with the Sun Sun warm me up. warm me up and dance with me Dance with me forever Forever close to your warm heart

Gladys Beltran Watercolor 8x12 inches, 1999

Landscapes

The Natural landscape is the source of live of every living thing over the planet. The landscape to me is the color, is the air , is the hope of the future. We are the landscape. The landscape to me is a manifestation of the biggest love ever, because the tree, the grass they seems not to think, but they support out lives with their quiet existence, the flower, or the tree are in our hands. We are responsable of our descendants, and of our own existence. My landscapes are far from the real ones, but I am cying from my memories, and from what is left from my sister earth. She is gaving me life and I as many others brothers and sisters I want to said thanks for having me here, and my conscience knows that my body belongs to her, and this is my richness. Nothing belongs to me.

The Colors of the Lanscape

The Colors are in you. In you the colors are our life, In you the life is ever green. In you I want to melt me. Because I want to be blue. And yellow. But I want to feel Orange

Gladys Beltran Posada, Oil on canvas 30x40 inches 1999

Photo by Katherina Vang

The Lake From Above

To paint is to work. Play is to paint. Paint is to fly, is to fly with the spirit. The spirit flies through the air. I can see from above the trees that everything is beautiful in nature, is the same beauty that lives inside you and I

Gladys Beltran Posada Oil on canvas 33x28 inc, 1999

Photo by katherina Vang

My Mother Earth

I do live in place in where the sun is a blessing, and the mountains turn gold to salute him. I live in place where the sun is the father

Is the father of my mother earth. I live over her

and this is my blessing. Nothing belongs to me.

Gladys Beltran Posada 26x18 inches completed Feb 2000

Green Green

Green, green, of my life, green green in my lungs, green green in my skin, green green in my bowels, because if you disappear I will disappear, I am you dear green, marvelous green that covers the earth like a mantel of health for the humanity. Green green, peaceful green be always for us, no matter what you wonderful earth has to do to keep the life of the planet in evolution and elevtion. thank you mother, sister earth.

Gladys Beltran Posada Oil on canvas 27x32 inches 1999

Where is the Jungle?

Where is the jungle? where is the humid jungle the humid jungle that renews the air the humid green jungle the peaceful green jungle Oh green you are the created that invites me to walk in my essence. The humid green jungle The peaceful green jungle.

Gladys Beltran Posada Oil on canvas 29x40 inches 1999

The Pain is leaving

The pain is leaving Is leaving to live in the color Here in the storm over the canvas but the marks The marks in my spirit And the marks in my body They are living in my essence too for me to remember the cure.

Gladys Beltran Posada Oil on canvas 33x28 inches 2006

Solitude and Purple

Beautiful mountain tell me your secret, always in peace, take me to you center and let me find the secret of life hided in you.

Gladys Beltran Posada 30x28 inches 1995

Photo by Katherina Vang

My Earth

I am looking at you from above my beautiful Earth. I am you, Thank you for receiving my spirit and built this body to hold it in your marvelous dust. Oh pardon us our ungratefulness, you were here when we came to you, may your spirit will will overcome such distorted behavior from us towards you. You my Earth, My spiritual sister and my mother in the density. Tank you.

My lonely Friend. I know your sadness. I know about insanity, not yours. I wish I could be close to you, close to your heart to tell you. Who were the insane. But at the end. You Won, they did not make it! HAHAHA. The world saw you. You are inspiration for many, they could not kill your spirit, Or the huge wave that your work provokes. Great Spirit of a painter even me copy you. My honor respect and salutation to you forever Your always friend Gladys H Beltran P Acrylic on paper, 18x22 inches 1992

Flowers or decorations

Oh such a wonderful creators around the universe we have. How possible is to have such a delicate and beautiful living things, Oh flowers and aromas which pervades the earth, Flowers and aromas that bright our existence and gave more light and happiness to the landscape. Oh wonderful colors, aromas and shapes giving to us to perfume our lives and decorate our surroundings. Thank you to our Earth for let her essence become colors, become delicate shapes, and become wonderful perfumes that brin aromas of peace.

Sun Flowers?1

Is that yellow that makes feel drunk as an hallucination for this existence, I just want to drink the yellow, to hug it to become yellow and sunflower to look at the king of our galaxy face to face and nurture my existence from his heat, and live longer as the sunflower does when spreading their seeds and keep looking the king as presence of the creator in his light. Star that brings life to us, to our planet. I just want to follow the sun as you do strong flowers lover of the star king.

Gladys Beltran, Oil on canvas 32x32 inches, 2009

Sun Flowers?

Beautiful flowers in where I do escape to follow the sun and forget enjoying each turn of our spatial king, and ruler of our galaxy. My sunflowers are not really flowers; they are not the suns either, but they are warm, very warm and are able to nurture my passions for this existence.

Gladys Beltran, Oil on canvas 2009

The roses of truth

Not all flowers carrying the love and the truth of the essence, no matter what the truth is that the rose is always beautiful.

Gladys Beltran Posada, Oil on canvas 26x28 inches, 1996

Tiger Lillies

The Lovers, the love, the feeling that moves mountains and attract kindred spirits, the love is a natural state i which we aim for the well fare physical emotional and spiritual of the other human, To love is to be able to hug other human and feel that we all belong to each other, love is to acknowledge that I am a part of each other, if you grow, I will grow, If i am happy I will be happy, I am you.

Gladys Beltran Posada, 27x30 inches, 1996, Photo by Katherina Vang

Flowers from Eleanoer's Garden

Oh Gods thank you for this present This present from earth Your earth But big is my pretension I want to copy your creation I want to copy your colors Because I do hallucinate when your color are in my hands Because only you can gave real life to them Sanity or insanity your creation Overflow my senses.

Flowers, Flowers, and Illusions. Illusions in Red. Red exuberant Red. Red of desires for more substance in life, or it is because, because I do not want to forget the Red

Gladys Beltran Oil on paper 11x16 inches April 1994

Decorations 1 Flores azules

Creative intelligence I do admire your wisdom Nothing escapes to You You not only gave us trees For oxygen, and the fruits To nurture our bodies You gave us their flowers The most beautiful decorations for us to enjoy I love their colors Thanks for their colors, Shapes and aromas.

Gladys Beltran Oil on canvas 26x32 inches,

Flowers and more flowers

My Gramma Smell

Here, and the red takes me to remember the passion of the foliage of the place I did born, between valleys mountains and my grandmother and her (mifloras) ll red and pink, exuberant and smelling to perfume that fill the whole house. I do not know... Was the perfume in which she bath herself, or was the perfume of her flowers. I just remember her, so beautiful forever like the red, like the flowers, like her love.

Gladys Beltran Oil on canvas 28x32 inches, 2010

Decoraciones

The secret of the flowers Why do you have the power? The power of make me feel very happy When I touch you When I smell you When you come to me and pervade everything with your short life.

Gladys Beltran, oil on canvas 28x32 inches, 1998

The rose is always beautiful

Creative intelligence I do admire your wisdom Nothing escapes to You You not only gave us trees For oxygen, and the fruits To nurture our bodies You gave us their flowers The most beautiful decorations for us to enjoy. I love their colors Thanks for their colors, Shapes and aromas.

Gladys Beltran Oil on canvas 28x32 inches, 1998

The Cry of My Mother Earth

Our planet, Our earth. Our Earth, a living creature in the universe, who provides her materials for us to be dressing human bodies. Our planet universal complice who is our provider of dense materials that cover the light in us. Our planet cry when her existence is transformed into material value forgiving our purpose. We came to remember that we are a part of the universe, we are here to remember our celestial origins, we are here to observe the universe, from our earth, our earth is our window to the universe...Why to look down for little richness on earth, if the universal richness is waiting for us, the universal richness start to be enjoyed when we see ourselves as citizens of the universe.

Erosion and Future

The earth is a living creature that was here when we came, she had being all for us from her even our body is made, It is time to show her some gratitude. What are the creatures who destroy their own living space. We are the landscape, we are the environment. We are the earth.

Erosion in Black and White

My young and adorable earth, thank you for support us while we are growing in love and will learn to respect you as you are, the always giving earth, ready to carry with us in this moment of our existence, and covered with your density.

Erosion over White

Games and Erosion 2

Games and Erosion

We are the Earth

To be in Love

To be in love is to touch the moon with the petals of a rose,

To be in Love is to overcome the sadness and see the the grey sky formidable grey

To be in Love is to feel the colors of your heart. To be in Love is to see the beauty of each human. To be in Love is to feel your joy and your pain and to live it to the fullest.. To be in Lo is to see me in your eyes and in your face.. To be in Love is to woke up kissing the air that was watching me. To be in Love is to melt my heart in your hands when I knew the universe of your hands.

Thinking about You

Our Densified

Cosmic dust is what we see over earth surface, The sun makes this Galaxy a place to live, but the thought, become like we are now, semi densified, the stones are our densified, too far from our source, but still some thing sutil is in us, and it is the thought. We enjoy 3 dimensions; thought, light, sun, our semi dense body, and silent companions the stones. The Stones are the reason of me to be semi dense, I am the closest to them. But my reality is out here in the space. It will be.

Meditatoin in Our Densified

Stone! here trap in the flesh looking for you, our densified.

Gladys Helena Beltran P

Meditation in Our Densified

Three realities in one for love, knowledge, and understanding; We; the Flesh, Light and Stone.

Gladys Helena Beltran P

Meditation in Our Densified

Stone the sun, the star of light kisses you as equals, as it does with me.

Gladys Helena Beltran P

Meditation of the Flesh in Our Density

Rocks, Light and Flesh all from the same mind.

Gladys Helena Beltran P

Meditation of the flesh in our densified

Stone healers of many forgotten natural based cultures. You are not dead nature.

Gladys Helen Beltran P

Meditation of the flesh in our densified

We are together again, we are the everlasting future, In Rock, in Flesh, in Light. The same essence.

Meditation of the flesh in our densified

Rock!, as in past cultures heal me, gave me your strength and spirit and together navigate the universe.

Gladys Helena Beltran P

Meditation of the flesh in our densified

The healers of the universe came to look for our densified. But it is forgotten.

Just as the thought is transformed when we rediscover that we are an atom with the information of the universe. We just have to remember that there is a world of knowledge full of light, love and understanding ready to be rediscovered, remembered, painted and recreated to which we belong. That's my life studying in me, my brothers to love them more. And loving I write or paint on the canvas moments and spaces that then willhelp me to reaffirm my search for what is after my matter is transformed.